Johnny Peach Pit
The hero I want to become
The end of July is when the Colorado Western Slope peaches arrive here in my little town on the Great Plains of Turtle Island. Normally it is a time of extreme jubilation on my part for I am an ardent peach freak. Peaches are my favorite fruit and in my opinion Colorado Western Slope peaches are the best peaches on the planet.
A couple of months ago, however, I was talking to the woman who runs the fruit and vegetable stand out on the highway where I normally get my peaches and she said that the Western Slope of Colorado suffered a devastating late frost this spring that wiped out most of the peaches. I almost cried.
But she said they still might get a few in.
Well, last week they got in a small shipment. The peaches were smaller than they normally were and, for some reason, they were rather bruised. But they were fantastic! I wanted to buy a whole box but I didn’t have enough moola on hand so I bought eight.
As soon as I got home I ate three peaches straightaway, one right after the other. I immediately slipped into a state of nirvana.
The good news is that they will be getting one more shipment next week.
All kids have heroes, right? Well, when I was a kid my hero was Johnny Appleseed. That guy spread fruit trees…
